It was my eighteenth birthday, and I spent it the usual
way, performing tasks about my father's inn. I gave little
thought to celebration on this day, but I hoped in my heart
for some kindly recognition, perhaps a simple acknowledgment
of all my hard work. As usual, the only acknowledgment I
received was from the horny patrons of the inn's tavern as I
attempted to keep their mugs filled with ale.

I am slight, and pale, but my features are boyishly
attractive and pleasing to the eye. My youthful appearance
seemed to provoke a lustful response in a great many of the
men who frequented the tavern. It was a curse-- one which
sometimes caused me considerable grief.

I was not opposed, in the least, to the possibility of love
shared between two men. Why, on occasion, when a handsome
weary traveler, a gentleman of breeding, would happen to spend the
night at the inn, I myself felt such desires. But to be
groped and propositioned by the likes of the filthy, drunken
sots who loitered continuously about the tavern, sickened me.

On this particular evening the patrons of the tavern
were an exceptionally rowdy lot. So much so that my father
sent me to the stables to bed down the horses earlier than
usual. In all the commotion he failed to notice that a pair
of the ruffians had followed me out of the tavern.

"Quite a lovely young thing, isn't he?" said the boldest
of the two men. He spoke about me to his friend as if I were
a slut for their taking. "Which end would you prefer? The
head of the tail?"

They roared with laughter, sousing one another with
their sloshing mugs of ale. I tried to ignore their presence
by keeping to the task at hand. But when they forced me into
an empty stall and tossed me down onto the straw bedding, I
knew the danger I was in; for I was not about to let them
rape me, and they were in no condition to take my rejection
lightly.

I had been faced with similar circumstances before, but
this time was different. In the past, I had always felt hope
for compassion, and that compassion had always materialized
to save me. This time, as I gazed deep into their cold black
eyes, I saw no hope of redeeming their cruel, savage hearts.
I sensed only desperate lust and felt only helpless despair.
The two of them were determined to have their way with me, at
any cost.

I was certainly no match for the brutes, but I fought
valiantly as their filthy hands attempted to violate the
sanctity of my flesh. Their fingers tore at my clothes as
they attempted to expose the fruits of their desires. Their
rancid breaths caused my stomach to churn with unsettling
fits of dread. They swooped down upon me like starving
vultures. Had it not been for the thundering hoofs of
approaching horses, I surely would not have survived the
ordeal.

I took advantage of the distraction to make my escape.
Then, from the sanctuary of my hiding place, I too looked on
with concern as my father greeted the soldiers.

"Inn keeper," bellowed a broad-shouldered captain,
"might you have a young son?"

"That is so," replied my father, bowing low in respect
for the captain's authority. "Might I inquire as to what
your business is with the lad?"

"I have been sent to escort him back to the castle."

Cautiously, I crept from my hiding place into the open.
My father turned and gazed upon me and from the expression
on his face, I knew it might be for the very last time. My
throat grew tight with sorrow as I looked into his weary
eyes.

"Your son has been selected to be personal servant to
Prince John," said the captain. "Provided, of course, that
you, the boy's father, have no objection."

There was something sinister in the way the captain
spoke to my father. It was almost threatening.

"Object?" My father stammered. "Why, kind sir, I am
honored that a member of my humble family may be of service
to the royal prince. Go boy, and fetch your things."

"That won't be necessary," said the captain. "All that
he requires will be provided."

Our farewells were made in haste as the soldiers awaited
my presence. My father's tone was outwardly jubilant,
congratulatory, but his expression told a tale of
apprehension and regret. It warmed my heart to know I would
be missed.

Upon my arrival at the castle, I was immediately
scrubbed from head to toe and dressed in the finest garments
I had ever seen. My head spun with the excitement of my good
fortune.

The manservant who had prepared me to greet the prince
stood back and proudly admired his accomplishments.
"Beautiful. You are absolutely beautiful," he murmured
softly, dragging a comb through my wavy blond hair one last
time. "Now you mind your manners, boy, or else you'll be
back to shoveling shit from your father's stables."

I stood paralyzed with uncertainty as Prince John
entered his stately chambers and began meticulously studying
me. His eyes never left me as he ambled about his quarters.
The prince was the most stunning man I had ever seen, and my
cock became restless with anticipation. I prayed the potent
male juices surging through his royal blood were as inflamed
as my own.

"What is your name?" he asked in a high, clear tenor.

"James, my Prince. My name is James."

"How old are you, James?"

"Eighteen today, Your majesty."

"Is that so? Your appearance creates the illusion that
you are somewhat younger," said the prince. "Even so, I must
admit I like what I see. You are most lovely."

His flattering recognition caused me to blush. "I want
to see all of you," said Prince John. "Would you object to
removing your robes?"

It was within his power to command me, but he was
considerate enough to ask.

Eager to please, I removed my garb and stood completely
naked before the prince. His eyes caressed me wantonly as he
stepped back. "Magnificent," he uttered breathlessly,
seating himself on the most splendid bed I had ever seen.

"I am honored that you are pleased."

"As well you should be," he stated firmly, struggling to
regain his princely composure. "James, do you know why I had
you brought to me?"

I stood staring blankly, searching for a reply. "Are
you dimwitted?" he asked, visibly annoyed with my momentary
loss of speech.

"Oh, no, my lord. It's just that, well, I'm really not
at all certain why you chose me."

"I chose you, sweet young James, because by chance I
happened to notice you as my coach passed your father's inn.
There was something pleasing, even arousing about you. I
felt there was something beneath all that stable filth worth
exploring."

I was indeed flattered. "I assure you, you will not be
disappointed in your choice, my lord. I swear an oath to the
all mighty God, that I will be a loyal servant."

But the prince seemed troubled. "I want more than a
servant, James. I want a companion, a friend, a lover. Are
you capable of fulfilling such demands?"

I detected a hint of loneliness in my new master's
voice. He spoke with such kindheartedness, I could have
denied him nothing.

"I will strive with all my heart to be whatever my
Prince desires.

Prince John smiled. "Come to me, James. Stand naked
before me. Let me touch your smooth, pale flesh. Let me
arouse the passion within you as you have aroused it within me."

I was plagued by awkwardness as I stood before the
prince. I was careful not to stare, but my awareness of the
protruding pouch between his strong thighs created within me
an inescapable heat of desire. His hands came to rest on my
chest, and his fingers fondly twisted my small, plum-colored
nipples. My cock rose up stiffly in gratitude at his touch.

"Help me undress, James. I long to feel your superb,
young body pressed against mine.

I had seen many drunkards naked as they urinated outside
my father's inn. Never had I found their coarse, swollen
flesh even the least bit appealing. Prince John was wholly
different. He was close to my age, and breathtakingly
handsome. His firm, sweet-smelling, well-muscled body was
nearly hairless. And while I prided myself on being more
than acceptably endowed, he was possessor of the largest cock
I'd ever seen.
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